Gentle Researcher
G.D.O'Bradovich III
April 2, 2017
The intent was to avoid writing today, but the road…
Over 700 pages covering various topics will provide thoughtful reflection. If you have started from the beginning, then you are aware of hints and omissions that any competent researcher can expound, fortunately for us, you are not that researcher.
I consider the effort before the creation of this website as an expendable foundation, and this site is only preparatory work for your work, and is also of a limited duration. Time, as you know, is always against us.
I have always enjoyed discovering like minded scientists during my studies. And I'm certain you have identical feelings regarding this matter.
Conventional understanding is typically incorrect. “Losing a battle” with a disease is not identical with “losing a battle” with depression, as acceptance is always the final step, regardless of the number of times the hydra of denial appears. Ignore the super ego. As Capricorns, we have had several trial runs and we now realize that acceptance is not long lasting, its duration is only a moment, and the moment is gone. We are tired of struggling. That uncharacteristic behavior of not trying to be in control, of letting go, of allowing chance to take over does not appeal to us, as you know. However, we have endured more than before, more than we should have endured, while always being productive, in the not unreasonable hope of contributing value. And if not value, at least an enormous effort and incalculable time saved from utilising our published work. Therefore, I believe you should have an easier time regarding our work, than I did; before the internet, an incredible tool that was not always existed.
I have nothing else to contribute, I'm killing time at the library. The library was, like the church of my youth, a place of awe, mystery and, more importantly, silence. The purpose driven library is now open to all comers, the spirit of openness and acceptance of all. There was a time when the library attracted certain people, those select individuals who read books. I foresee libraries existing for a long time, not as preserves of knowledge, but places for socialization. If only effort was always productive.
Yesterday, I intended to end my last essay with the following lyrics, but decided the coda had enough lyrics. After leaving the library and arriving at my destination, “Simple Man” was playing on the muzak at 2p.m., and I almost didn't realize it was playing.
Therefore, in the spirit of synchronicity, I am correcting my omission.
Over 700 pages covering various topics will provide thoughtful reflection. If you have started from the beginning, then you are aware of hints and omissions that any competent researcher can expound, fortunately for us, you are not that researcher.
I consider the effort before the creation of this website as an expendable foundation, and this site is only preparatory work for your work, and is also of a limited duration. Time, as you know, is always against us.
I have always enjoyed discovering like minded scientists during my studies. And I'm certain you have identical feelings regarding this matter.
Conventional understanding is typically incorrect. “Losing a battle” with a disease is not identical with “losing a battle” with depression, as acceptance is always the final step, regardless of the number of times the hydra of denial appears. Ignore the super ego. As Capricorns, we have had several trial runs and we now realize that acceptance is not long lasting, its duration is only a moment, and the moment is gone. We are tired of struggling. That uncharacteristic behavior of not trying to be in control, of letting go, of allowing chance to take over does not appeal to us, as you know. However, we have endured more than before, more than we should have endured, while always being productive, in the not unreasonable hope of contributing value. And if not value, at least an enormous effort and incalculable time saved from utilising our published work. Therefore, I believe you should have an easier time regarding our work, than I did; before the internet, an incredible tool that was not always existed.
I have nothing else to contribute, I'm killing time at the library. The library was, like the church of my youth, a place of awe, mystery and, more importantly, silence. The purpose driven library is now open to all comers, the spirit of openness and acceptance of all. There was a time when the library attracted certain people, those select individuals who read books. I foresee libraries existing for a long time, not as preserves of knowledge, but places for socialization. If only effort was always productive.
Yesterday, I intended to end my last essay with the following lyrics, but decided the coda had enough lyrics. After leaving the library and arriving at my destination, “Simple Man” was playing on the muzak at 2p.m., and I almost didn't realize it was playing.
Therefore, in the spirit of synchronicity, I am correcting my omission.
"Don't forget, there is someone up above.
Be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
All that you need is in your soul.
You'll find yourself.
Follow you heart and nothing else.
You can do this if you try.”
-Simple Man, Lynyrd Skynyrd
Be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
All that you need is in your soul.
You'll find yourself.
Follow you heart and nothing else.
You can do this if you try.”
-Simple Man, Lynyrd Skynyrd